How My Five-Month-Old Cured My Fear Of Flying

Y’all remember that scene from the Meg Ryan movie, French Kiss, the one where she is white-knuckled in an airplane, then totally freaks out and bangs open the emergency exit to escape? Yeah, that was pretty much me and flying.

I would sit next to my husband as he relaxed and enjoyed his iPod muzak, all the while wondering why no one else is freaking out, ‘cause people, This.Bus.Is.Going.Down.

But then we took a trip with our then-five-month-old first son. I held him during the flight, and he dozed and cuddled just like any parent hopes a baby would during a flight.

And my panic completely melted.

It wasn’t warm-fuzzies or the over-arching need to be brave for my little guy.

No. The fact is, the truth struck me right there at 30,000 feet: it is as easy for me to pick up and put down my baby safely as it is for God to do the same with me.

And you know what? My baby doesn’t flinch and cling white-knuckled every time I pick him up. He doesn’t freak out and claw up my arm in terror. He’s just as comfortable and comforted as he can be in my arms. He knows he’s safe and secure.

And God is my security.

The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. (Psalm 18:2)

He picks me up. He places me gently down. It’s nothing for Him.

I will say of the LORD, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” (Psalm 91:2)

So tell me, with what can you trust the Lord today?

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